INCLUDING IF YOU TOLD ME TO DO THINGS THAT WOULD MAKE ME DIE?

"I'm only still entertaining this exhausting conversation because I think you might be telling the truth that if I leave you'll die and you have a pretty high ratio of stupid to evil. I can work around things like that."

I WILL DIE IF YOU LEAVE

IF WE ARE MORE ENTANGLED I MIGHT DIE THE FIRST TIME SOMETHING YOU DO REACTS BADLY WITH HOW THINGS WORK HERE

PRETTY SURE SECOND ONE WILL HAPPEN SOONER

"So I should go, then?"

I DO NOT THINK THAT IS IN YOUR INTRESTS AS I UNDERSTAND THEM

BUT IT IS MORE IN MINE THAN GIVING MY NAME

"Bye."

Promise ascends, looking for a relatively clear altitude so she can get some speed.

She sits down and cries, again.

The sky is clear above the trees.

Promise rockets off in a random direction and, when probably no longer clearly visible, switches to a different random direction, and finds a place to sleep.

She is awakened a short time later by some fairies shaking her awake. "Where are you from, what's your business?"

Once they touch her they do seem surprised by the effects of this.

She startles fairly violently when nudged. Blinks at them. "- I can't hear," she informs them.

They either can't write or can but don't immediately think of it as a solution. There are some attempts to pantomime their questions.

"- that's not coming through as a signed language, perhaps if this is very important you could write."

Must be 'don't know how' instead of 'didn't think about it'. 

One of them goes off. The others stand there tensely.

Maybe she should just make a gate and go... well, not to her tree, Thorn'll probably have her tree staked out, but as long as she's not going to have her tree she could gate to the Valley Continent, and come back after a hundred years, and then go get a bit of her tree...

Eventually the one who left comes back with someone who can write!

They write that the court of this valley demands she offer the guard who awakened her the chance to redress this and then depart immediately from their territory.

Sigh. "What's the preferred means of redress?"

As she can't hear and he can't write she could have sex with him or slap him repeatedly or stab him or something?

"I don't suppose he'd like to, uh, draw me a picture?"

This is fine with everyone though it takes, like, quite a lot of pictures before they seem to be satisfied.

And then, not really satisfied with her nap, she moves on and tries to find a higher, more difficult to notice treetop-spot to sleep.

She gets woken up with a nudge. (It does take a bit longer this time). These people are demanding to know what business she has here and how she got in and what she's doing.

Promise still can't hear.

Someone can write. 

Where are you from? What's your business here? How did you get to this place unnoticed? 

Sigh. "I'm from a tree. I was just here to nap. I flew."

This court will grant you permission to sleep on its lands in exchange for:

1) a detailed explanation of the magic which she used to fly, sufficient for someone with comparable resources to replicate it

2) offering redress to the guard who woke her

3) her promise that she has no intentions to interfere with the court or any of its members on her visit here and that her intention is to leave when she is done wth her sleep